The landlord crumpled the newspaper into a ball and tossed it into the fire. He did it calmly, methodically, without a hint of rage on his face.
The islanders had called for a rent strike. Foolishness. Was there not fruit to sell? No shells to collect? And certainly his mortgages were high, but he never charged a bell of interest.
He’d made his connections, and he treated them well. But this? This was an insult. And he knew who was to blame.
The Resident Representative was about to learn that Tom Nook was the one animal you should never cross.
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The helicopter landed in the middle of an overgrown courtyard. The hostess turned and addressed the passengers. They were all men, armed to the teeth, and Americans. Typical. “You know the rules,” she said. It was a familiar script, and they all knew it by heart. It was all part of the show. “Local time is 6:45AM, sunrise. You have until 7:50PM to find the coffin. Then it’s His turn. I’ll be back at midnight to pick up the survivor.” They exited, she mugged for the hidden cameras, and lifted off again.
“Gentlemen, may the best hunter win!”
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“And let’s stretch with your body…” The Yoga instructor said, leaning impossibly forward. “And hold.”
In the front row, the little slime did their best. They were good at stretching, but holding the pose was alway so difficult. There was an embarrassing dripping noise, followed by a splash.
“Let’s take five, everyone.” As the class shuffled out, the beholder bobbed over to the slime.
“Everybody saw that, you know.”
They burbled out a dejected sigh. “I know the Dark Lord wants us in shape when the heroes arrive, but why did he put the mimic in charge of yoga class?”
Far Sector #1-5
Written by N. K. Jemsin
Drawn and Colored by Jamal Campbell
Lettered by Deron Bennett
Published by DC’s Young Animal
The Skinny: A Green Lantern story unlike anything you’ve read before.
Far Sector is a comic likely unlike anything you’ve read before. Triple Hugo award-winning author N. K. Jemsin has teamed up with phenomenal artist Jamal Campbell to tell the story of Sojourner “Jo” Mullein. The newest member of the Green Lantern Corps, Jo protects The City Enduring, a Dyson Swarm with a population of over 20 billion. Home to three previously waring civilizations, the city has preserved the peace for the last 500 years by forgoing their emotions. But when she investigates the first murder in centuries, she finds tensions ready to snap.
This comic is unlike anything I’ve read from a DC in a very long time. The City Eternal is a very different setting than the rest of the universe, far removed from epic struggles of the Justice League or even the tropes commonly found in the other Green Lantern books. It’s a story about a queer black woman cop (admittedly with superpowers) on her own and in over her head. The setting is constantly surprising, but Jo is the star of the show, and Jemsin sculpts her with more humanity than we get from Hal Jordan or Bruce Wayne.
The comic is further elevated by Jamal Campbell’s stunning artwork. Intricate, richly colored, and imaginative, it’s everything you could want in a space comic. Campbell makes Jemsin’s characters breathe in ways that are far removed from DC’s house style. No easy task when you’re drawing sentient, holographic AI and carnivorous plant people. Also, issue five has the best design for a Guardian of OA that I have ever seen.
Weird, wonderful and completely engrossing, Far Sector is the Space Opera Detective Comic you’ve been waiting for. Issues 1-5 are currently out, so if you can get to your local comics shop, or they can deliver, see if you can order them. And of course you can check them out on Comixology. Stay safe, and be good to each other!
The tower appeared on the horizon just before sunset, massive insectile legs pumping, windmills whirling, towers flexing as though sniffing the air.
She rang the alarm bell at the first sign, but they still barely had time to clear the castle before it was upon them. The tower positioned itself above the central keep, and slowly lowered itself. The damage would be catastrophic, but they would rebuild. They always did.
The king and his court looked on in horrified fascination. It had been a few years since they’d had a visit. She turned away in disgust. She hated Mating Season.
We sat on the beach and watched the clouds roll in. The setting sun painted the towering shapes pastel pink and purple.
“My grandmother used to take me to the beach as a girl.” My mother said. “On evenings like this we’d watch the clouds and try to spy giants walking on the horizon.”
I scoffed. I was too old to believe in fairy tales. But then I heard booming footsteps, and we saw a towering shape emerge. He peered down at us.
“Excuse me,” he said in a booming voice. “Can you direct me to the ice cream stand?”
The Year 13 Billion Angelic Reunion was off to a rocky start. Things were going alright until the devils showed up, being loud and destructive and just generally unpleasant.
The Ishim, in the floor seats, saw them first, and nearly stampeded. Michael and Gabriel had their flaming swords out at the first moment, but Lucifer merely smiled and held up an envelope.
“We were invited,” he insisted. All eyes, even the Ophamnins’, turned to Uriel, the event coordinator.
“They were once angels,” they insisted. Only the quick intervention of Samael and Sandalphon dividing the room in two prevented a brawl.
Hugh J. O'Donnell 
Podcast: CCRC63 – Thunder in Paradise S1E2
April 3, 2020
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Tonight your hosts, Hugh, Rich the Time Traveler, Opop, Jurd, and special guest, Mack of Mack & the Movies!, return to the scene of an ongoing crime.
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